The Library

I looked up from the book
and rubbed my eyes
Engrossed in the mystery
it had taken me far away
to a place I could visualize
I imagined a world
so different from here
Where pigs could fly
and horses could sing
and humans had no fear
The sea was pink
and the sky was green
Trees were upside down
Flowers were all blue
and there was no need to clean
People spoke in gobbledygook
and they all had wings
Flying everywhere
and nowhere, playing
instruments with strings
A loud noise made me jump
It gave me quite a scare
My book had slipped to the floor
Then I suddenly realized
I had fallen asleep in the chair
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Hélène Vaillant's What Do You See Photo Prompt Jan 8

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  21 comments for “The Library

  1. January 15, 2019 at 4:04 pm

    Love it and sharing! 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 8:24 pm

      Thank you Bette! I hope you’re well 🙂

  2. January 15, 2019 at 10:51 am

    Wonderful – that twist at the end made me smile.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 11:36 am

      Aww thanks, 🙂💕

      • January 15, 2019 at 2:02 pm

        So welcome.

  3. January 15, 2019 at 4:52 am

    Hi Christine, This is a great poem, full of Imagination.

    Just to let you know, in your title, you missed out the first R in Library. One of those things you don’t see when you write it yourself.

    All the best. 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 8:01 am

      Argghhhhh! Thank you my friend! 🙂

      • January 15, 2019 at 8:08 am

        You’re welcome. It’s so easily done! It doesn’t detract at all from the fact it is still a great poem. 🙂

      • Christine Bolton
        January 15, 2019 at 8:15 am

        Thank you again Kristian. I just hate spelling errors, so I really appreciate it 🙂💕

  4. January 15, 2019 at 4:39 am

    Books are a world of dreams and fantasies…. the one I’m reading, is about a boy who is lost, hugging, talking, living inside the tree, and being saved by the tree ……

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 8:11 am

      💕Thanks Ivor! Your book sounds wonderful

  5. January 15, 2019 at 3:36 am

    What a wonderful world you have painted with your words.

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 8:12 am

      Thanks Sadje….it’s almost a nonsense poem, which I have always loved 🙂💕

      • January 15, 2019 at 8:20 am

        It’s out of the ordinary.

      • Christine Bolton
        January 15, 2019 at 8:44 am


  6. January 15, 2019 at 3:09 am

    Aww! So lovely and uplifting. I love the world you have created. 😊💞

    • Christine Bolton
      January 15, 2019 at 8:13 am

      Thanks you Punam. It was fun going there 🙂💕

      • January 15, 2019 at 12:18 pm

        You are so welcome! ❤️

  7. January 14, 2019 at 10:42 pm

    Precious poem Christine. I love that there was no need to clean. What a beautiful dream, if only pigs could fly, horses could sing and we had no fear. What a world this would be.
    I added you to the roundup that went out today.
    New prompt goes out in a few hours.
    Thank you so much for this light hearted poem. It gave me much joy while reading it, smiling too. 🤗❤

    • Christine Bolton
      January 14, 2019 at 11:41 pm

      You are so sweet Hélène. Thank you for including it this week. 🙂💕

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